Wer Mamit 4
1 Mano kaka ijaber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka ijaber! Wengeni neno mamuol ka akuru. Yie wiyi chalo gi kweth mag diek, malor koa e Got Gilead.
Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, lo, thou [art] fair, Thine eyes [are] doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,
2 Lekeni tar mana ka kweth mag rombe makoro eka oliel yiegi kendo mowuok kar luok. Moro ka moro wuotho gi nyithinde ma rude, kendo onge moro man kende.
Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
3 Pien dhogi chalo gi law marakwaro; kendo dhogi ber ahinya. Lembi moum gi law yom machalo mana gi olemo mongʼinore.
As a thread of scarlet [are] thy lips, And thy speech [is] comely, As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil,
4 Ngʼuti chalo gi osuch Daudi, mochungʼ tir gi chia; kuode alufu achiel oliero kuome, ma kargi duto gin kuodi mag jokedo.
As the tower of David [is] thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
5 Thundeni chalo gi nyithi mwanda ariyo maromre adier gichalo gi nyithind mwanda ma rude, makwayo e kind ondanyo.
Thy two breasts [are] as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
6 Ka piny oseyawore kendo rumbi oserumo, eka abiro dhi ewi got kuma gik madungʼ tik mangʼwe ngʼar yudoree kendo nyaka ewi gode matindo miwangʼoe ubani.
Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense.
7 Ijaber e yore duto, jaherana; onge mbala moro amora e dendi.
Thou [art] all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
8 Yaye jaherana, bi wadhi kodi ka waa e got Lebanon, adier bi koda walor ka waa Lebanon. Lor piny ia e chuny got Amana, lor ia ewi got mar Senir gi Hermon, wuog e bur sibuoche kendo wuog ewi got kama kwach oloko miechgi.
Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.
9 Yaye jaherana, ka aneno kaka ingʼiya, kod tigo malich miliero e ngʼuti, to chunya rumo.
Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
10 Mano kaka herani miya mor, yaye osiepna, ma ahero; mano kaka herani kelo mor mangʼeny moloyo divai, kendo ngʼwe ngʼar moloyo modhi mamoko duto!
How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.
11 Yaye jaherana, pien dhogi mit ka mor kich; lewi chalona chak kata mor kich. Lewni mirwako dungʼ tik mamit mana ka tik mamit mar got Lebanon.
Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk [are] under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments [Is] as the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 Yaye jaherana, ichalo gi puodho mochiel; kendo ka soko molor dhoge modin motegno.
A garden shut up [is] my sister-spouse, A spring shut up — a fountain sealed.
13 Yiende madongo e puothi gin olembe mongʼinore, molembegi beyo, kendo mit kaka olemb hena kod nad.
Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,
14 Gin olembe mopogore opogore kaka nad kod safron, gi kalmas kod sinamon, kod yedhe mangʼwe ngʼar, kaka ubani gi mane-mane, kod apilo mamit mag tedo.
Cypresses with nard — nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.
15 Ichalo gi puodho ma thidhna ni e iye, bende ichalo gi soko mar pi mamol, kendo ichalo gi aore mamol kawuok ewi gode mag Lebanon.
A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!
16 Wuogi ka ikudho, in yamb nyandwat, bende in yamb milambo kudhi! Kudhi e puotha, mondo tikne okere malach. We jaherana koro obi odonji e puothe kendo obil olembene moyiedhi kendo mamit.
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits!
